I don't know where to begin
With my original sin
It's getting harder to feel
Or realize what is real
I try to cry
But choose to lie
Maybe the world is insane
Or just a trick of my brain
Searching for someone to blame
It's easier to complain
When you decide to wash away the smell
Be careful you're not washed away as well
And even if you've not a soul to sell
Will you decide to wash away
Or let yourself be pulled into the swell